Taylor Ganges Whore ❤️❤️

About Calgary

So, whore—oldest gig in the book, right? Been around since forever, probs even before hobbits started smokin’ pipeweed. Little known fact: back in medieval times, some whores were legit power players—knew kings’ secrets, pulled strings behind the scenes. Ain’t that wild? Makes me happy thinkin’ some lass in a corset outsmarted a pompous lord. But it pisses me off too—folks judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em filth, when half the time they’re just tryin’ to eat. Hypocrisy, man, burns my biscuits!

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The Ruins of Lupanar Lyrics: Javad bring the violin / And who are u, the pornstar said / That i must suck so deep / Only u got a longer dick.

Now, no city is perfect. I'm mad sometimes – damn potholes that rattle your bones (seriously, what a pain!). But then, every day, I see smiles, hear laughter, share laughs with strangers over a busted plate at local diners. It makes all that fury fade away. The vibe here? It's like a ragtag battalion of dreamers, all fighting the same good fight. "We shall fight on the beaches" feels right when I see that passion.

River to River: From the Ganges to the Arno